Tag Archives: English

Mostly I approach life in as casual a manner as circumstances allow. If I have no specific plans I amble about, either physically or metaphorically, and wait to find out what I encounter. It’s a low expectation, high reward scenario … Continue reading →

Something. Today I have already done something. I’ve done coming into town for coffee and that’s where I am right now, coffeeing. Because I can make any word I like a verb and you can’t stop me – I’ve got … Continue reading →

There are places I remember…Which, because of rock and roll law means I wasn’t even there. And we frequently doctor our memories, anyway, in order to tell ourselves we’re smarter/kinder/cooler/less psychotic people than we actually believe ourselves to be. Some … Continue reading →

Heavy-lidded apathy rules Saturday. It might not be apathy; I can’t be bothered to analyse myself deeply enough to know for sure. It might not even be Saturday: words are just words, they’re not genuine representations of anything. You know, … Continue reading →